Note: I thought that this fic was so stupid that everybody hated it cos my friends didn't think it was so funny (but then again, they don't like Quatre so...) Anyhow, I was sorta surprised to get quite a lot of feedback from ppl who want me to continue this fic so here's the second part for you guys out there.
"Trowa, I think I'm pregnant.."
Those words rang in Trowa's head like a siren, it nearly made him mad. He wanted to scream, no, he wanted to get up from this really sick dream he was having.
"Trowa?" asked Quatre. He felt a flicker of worry gnawing inside him when he saw Trowa get up with a glazed look in his eyes and a small, silly smile gracing his lips. The reslut was, Trowa didn't look as handsome as he always did whenever he smiled his rare smile. He looked like an idiot.
"This is just a dream," chirped Trowa to himself as if in a trance. "This is just a dream, just a dream."
"Oh brother. Looks like ole Tro has gone off the deep end!" said Duo and rolled his eyes.
"Get a grip on yourself, Barton," ordered Wufei. "What makes you think that this is all a dream?"
"Because Quatre's pregnant and he's a guy," answered Trowa, still with the glazed eyes and dopey smile. "And guys don't get pregnant."
"But I think I really am!" insisted Quatre.
"Yes, this is a dream," said Trowa and he nodded his head. "Because even Wufei believes that Quatre is pregnant."
"I didn't say that I believe in what Quatre said," said Wufei dryly. "But if he really is pregnant, I don't see a reason why I shouldnt' believe him. After all, there are much weirder things that has happened."
"Like what?" Duo wanted to know.
"The fact that you all are gays and are paired up with each other while I'm the only sane and normal person around here."
"Ha ha ha. Very funny. I think the person who worships his own Gundam as if it were his girlfriend is even loonier," shot back Duo.
"Oh yeah? I know of this braided baka who calls himself Shinigami even though he's nothing but a mere mortal is an example of an even more demented person," retaliated the Chinese boy. "Not just that - he is the world's biggest and sickest hentai, a human trash compacter and not to mention the biggest slob in the entire universe!"
"Quit it, you two," snapped Heero. "This is not the time for squabbling. We have to get Trowa back to his normal state!"
"Hello? Anybody home?" said Duo as he fluttered his fingers in front of the unibanged pilot. There was no response as Trowa just stood there with his dopey smile.
"This'll wake him up," muttered Quatre as he picked up a small flower vase from a nearby table and threw the contents into Trowa's face.
Instantly, the dopey smile was gone. "Huh? Whaa? What did you do that for?" sputtered Trowa angrily as he glared from behind his dripping unibang.
"I want you to know that I'm hoping that our child will not be having somebody who smiles like some weirdo for a father," said the blonde calmly as he ignored Trowa's glare.
"No! I don't want to hear this!" begged Trowa frantically. "Guys shouldn't get pregnant - you can't be pregnant!!"
"Who know if he really is?" challenged Heero. "I mean, what if he has some hormonal changes occuring inside his body?"
"Plus, you guys never really used any birth control stuff, right?" added Duo.
"Yes, those must be the factors," said Wufei sagely as he slid a pair of spectacles over his nose, looking every bit like the scholar he is. "Not using any form of birth control methods do lead to pregnancy and in some cases, may spread around diseases like AIDS and STDs."
At the horrified look on Quatre and Trowa's faces along with Duo and Heero's Wufei hastily added, "Not that I'm saying that you guys have AIDS. Even though I sometimes wish that Duo has it so he can die fast." This he muttered under his breath.
"Hey!"
"But it is true that Quatre may be pregnant is he has a hormonal imbalance - say, having too much female hormones in his body? This might mess up his reproduction system or something," continued Wufei. "And if that is the case, it is not surprising because Quatre does look like an onna and has an onna-ish voice."
"That doesn't mean that I'm an onna!!"
Trowa felt himself get dizzy as he absorbed all this. This really had to be some sort of sick dream. After all, it didn't make sense that Quatre would get pregnant. And he was supposed to be a father? At the age of sixteen. Yeah, right. Only in his dreams. In his sickest and stupidest dreams.
"Wait," Trowa said. "Before we jump into a conclusion that Quatre really is pregnant, I want to ask something. How do you know that you're pregnant?" he asked Quatre.
"Duh. He was barfing all day!" pointed out Duo in a bored voice as if Trowa was some stupid kid who needed to have everything explained to him. "Preggy people barf all the time, you know."
"I know that!" snapped Trowa. "But maybe Quatre had food poisoning or having some sort of sickness or something."
"I believe the term would be 'morning sickness', Barton," said Wufei dryly. "And pregnant people do have it."
"But how do we really know if Quatre is having a morning sickness or not?" pressed the tall boy. "Maybe he ate just ate some rotten food or something."
"I am pregnant, Trowa," said Quatre quietly.
"How would you know?"
"My uchuu no kokoro told me."
Then the blonde suddenly ran away from the others towards the room he shared with Trowa as he broke out into sobs. There was the sound of a door slamming shut and then there was silence.
"You really did it this time," commented Heero. "Congratulations. Now Quatre hates you forever. I didn't think I'd see the day when the most perfect couple in the world would be having a fight."
"Way to go, man," said Duo sarcastically. "Your love is pregnant and you don't even want to believe it. You should be giving Q your support! What are you? Too afraid to be too committed with Quatre to have a child together?"
"I..."
"Don't just stand there like a fool! Don't come back here until you have apologized to Quatre!" barked Wufei and that made Trowa scuttle towards the room he shared with the blonde.
"Wow. You sound just like someone's mother," teased Duo. "I never knew you took an interest in those two's relationship."
"I don't. But seeing that we all live together and that they are my friends, I have to, don't I?" said Wufei. "Beside's, if Trowa doesn't take care of Quatre, who will?"
"We can help Quatre, you know."
"I know, but I'd rather hide under a rock," said Wufei with a shudder. "My sister stayed at my parents' house when she was pregnant and I tell you - a pregnant woman is scarier than all the onnas in the world combined. Pregnant women are cranky and they boss you around and they are fussy when it comes to food. I still remember when I had to search all over the place for some weird food my sister wanted that I have never even heard of."
"I take it you had some pretty bad experiences when your sister was pregnant?" asked Heero and Wufei nodded his head.
"I hope Quatre won't morph into an evil preggy person cos I don't wanna hide under a rock for nine whole months!" said Duo as he made a face.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Quatre? Quatre, can I come in?" asked Trowa softly as he knocked on the door of their room.
After waiting awhile but hearing no reply for inside, Trowa slowly opened the door and eased himself inside the room. He saw his little angel lying on his stomach on the bed, his head buried in a big pillow which caused his sobs to sound muffled. The taller boy's heart felt heavy watching his love cry because he knew that it was he who made the blonde shed tears.
"Quatre," said Trowa gently as he neared the blonde.
"Leave me alone!" cried the blonde, his words muffled by the pillow.
"I won't leave you because I love you."
"Liar! You don't love me anymore because I'm pregnant!" sobbed Quatre. "You think I'm a freak because guys don't get pregnant!"
Trowa wrapped his long arms around the blonde's waist but Quatre pushed him away. Frustrated, Trowa pulled Quatre to a sitting position so that they were face to face. The blonde's eyes were puffy and red and his face was streaked with tear-stains.
"Listen here, Quatre," said Trowa gently but firmly as he grasped the blonde's chin so that he could look straight into those sapphire orbs. "I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive my immature behaviour.. I do love you and I don't think that you're a freak. If I did, I wouldn't have fallen in love with you in the first place, would I? Because that would make me a freak, too. So Quatre, please don't cry.. it hurts me to see you sad."
"Trowa? Do you mean what you say? That you love me?" asked Quatre with a sniff.
"Yes, I do. Every word I said," whispered Trowa as he kissed the blonde passionately and sincerely to show his lover how much he loved him.
"Oh Tro-chan," breathed Quatre with a contented sigh as he lay cradled in Trowa's arms.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Yay yay!! I'm gonna be an uncle I'm gonna be an uncle!! An uncle and uncle uncle uncle!!" cheered Duo as he did a little dance and Heero and Wufei sweatdropped.
"How can you be an uncle to those two's child when you aren't even related to them!" said Wufei.
"I may not be related to them but so what? The kid'll probably call me Uncle Duo, rite?" pointed out Duo, the slightest bit unfazed. "Or maybe I should let the kid call me Uncle Shinigami when the kid can speak. That'd be cool."
"Uncle Shinigami. Hah! What kind of name is that?!" Wufei asked sarcastically.
"Hmmmpph. I'll make sure the kid calls you Grandpa Wu-bear then," said Duo with a pout. "And Heero will be Uncle Hee-chan."
"I don't want to be called that."
"Aww, come on Heero! Be a sport!" said Duo enthusiastically. "Hmm. I wonder if the baby's gonna be a boy or a girl. I hope that Q and Tro will let me be the godfather cos I sure have a lotta names in my head for their kid. How does Adrin sound for a boy's name? Adrin Winner-Barton..sounds great! Or how about Arissa Winner-Barton for a girl? And then I'm gonna make sure the kid has a long braid like mine and - "
"You act as if those two's child were yours, Maxwell," said Wufei with a shake of his head. "Or maybe, your pet. And those names.. they sound weirdly familiar.."
"I think they're the names of the characters from that computer game of yours, am I right?" asked Heero dryly.
"Uh, you're right," said Duo sheepishly. "But that game 'Mavalia' is so cool! It's about this girl Mavalia with great fighting and magical skills and she's a totally hot babe, too. And the storyline.. whoa, lemme tell you it's storyline is by the total cool person by the name of Blue Violet."
"You play games created by an onna??!! And what kind of name is Blue Violet anyway??" snorted Wufei. "Isn't she that useless person who also happens to be a useless writer that writes totally useless stories?" (BV: Wufei, you're so cruel.. T_T <--- BV crying like a ninny..)
"Yeah. Useless writer who writes useless stories for useless games," agreed Heero. "It's no surprise that Duo likes to play the games with a plot that Blue Violet person created - he's just as useless."
"HEY!!"
~*~*~*~*~*
OKie, so we move the story forward to when Quatre is five months pregnant... (cos BV feels she can't possibly write everything about Quatre being pregnant from month 1 to month 9.. ^^;)
Quatre, fortunately for the others and especially for Trowa and Wufei (who had a trauma of being around cranky, preggy people..) did not turn out to be as cranky as most people who were pregnant. Sure, he was fussy and disagreeable sometimes but that was all. And probably the only thing that was different about him was the bulging belly and the fact that he had cravings for sweets. This, Duo wasn't too thrilled with because lately he kept having his secret stash of junk food raided by the blonde.
"How's my angel today?" murmured Trowa as he watched his love stir awake on their bed one fine morning. Quatre blinked awhile before smiling up at him and raised his chin upwards to recieve a good morning kiss from Trowa.
"Just fine. No, I feel wonderful actually," said Quatre and Trowa was glad. He had grown to get used to the idea of having his lover ( and a guy at that, too) pregnant. And he was feeling excited at the idea of being a father even though it weirded him out sometimes because he was only sixteen.
Anyway, Trowa was always concerned for the blonde's health because like he said, guys don't get pregnant but this was the only exception. But he didn't have to worry because Quatre was as fit as a fiddle and he practically glowed and was radiant - as in the case of pregnant women because they carried new life in their bodies. (Well, that's what people say..)
"I'm five months pregnant today, Trowa," Quatre told him happily and he patted at his belly.
"That's wonderful," said Trowa with equal happiness and he placed a kiss on his love's belly. It had also taken the tall boy a bit of getting used to seeing the small, frail-like blonde with a big belly - it wasn't big like it was going to burst but still, it made the blonde look like he was going to fall onto his back everytime he stood up straight.
"I think the baby just kicked my tummy," Quatre said with a giggle and Trowa said, "Looks like we're gonna have one naughty kid," and he put his ear against Quatre's belly to listen to the baby kicking.
*DUSH* *DUSH* <--- sound of baby's foot kicking. (I know it seems stupid but I just couldn't resist adding some sound effects.)
"I bet the baby will be a boy,"said Trowa with a smile. "And he will have your beautiful golden hair and your kindness and your musical talents - "
"And let's not forget that the baby might also be a girl," reminded Quatre. "I would think the baby would look nice with your unique kind of hairstyle and having your deep green eyes that are to die for.." Quatre sighed. "Our baby will be perfect, just like - "
"Just like me, Duo Maxwell aka Shinigami!!" said Duo jovially as he bounded into the bedroom uninvited and he didn't even notice that the pair on the bed had broken away from their embrace and were blushing privately for being intruded on a very intimate moment. "Here's your brekkie, guys. I've decided to be good for once and make everybody's breakfast."
He shoved two plates to the pair with something runny and sloppy that cannot be identified at all and resembled leftoivers from a science experiment that had gone bad. The blonde and the brunette muttered their thanks uncertainly.
"I sure would be happy as hell if your baby ended up looking like me, ne?," said Duo excitedly. "With my braid and my great personality.. yep. We'll be very good pals and it'll be a total blast to look after the kid so you guys don't hafta hire a babysitter then! OK, so I'll leave you two. Ja!!" Then he bounded out of the room.
"Our baby.. like Duo?" muttered Quatre, shaking his blonde head.
"I hope not," said Trowa with a shudder.
Finally wrote a part 2 to this fic due to unexpected demand. Thanks so much to those who encouraged me to write more of this fic.. you're the ones who made part 2 happen..uh. What am I? Giving an Academy Award speech or something?? Anyway, there will be a part 3 but be patient and wait for it and as usual, send me feedback at blue_violet@gundamwing.org. Ja!!